Heck of a day at work.  Always nice to find out that one of your site supervisors is only reporting to the site one day out of five per week, lol.

Cable guy came today and guess what?  I disconnected the stairs on the bunk, moved it out of the way, and then reconnected/drilled it back together when cable guy was done.  I am AWESOME!  I love using a drill, isn’t it so much fun? lol!  So now the boys have cable, yippee.  And final pc of bed (storage) is being delivered Saturday (supposed to be) along with the repair man for crooked slat.  We will see how that goes.

ELEVEN days until vacation.  Can’t wait to start my ten day countdown!

Food yesterday was good, and exercise was good.  Today is kickboxing class and then I have two days to rest my body, whew!  I have no idea what will be for dinner tonight though.

Food:

  • Breakfast: Thomas light mg english w/smear of cream cheese and jelly, coffee
  • Snack: Banana
  • Lunch: LC tortilla crusted fish
  • Snack: 100 cal almonds
  • Dinner … undecided.   Salmon? Burger? or maybe breakfast dinner, kids have been asking for that again.

Exercise: Kickboxing

Misc To Do: Not much!  Rooms are pretty done, laundry is caught up, bathrooms are clean, YIPPEE!

So today is day three of no word from MBFF.  Normally, half a day with no form of contact from her is just unheard of, so now I know she is obviously angry that I am going away.  It is actually extremely eye opening as to what kind of friend she is … sort of sad.  For so long I’ve tried to make her into this great friend, but in reality, she supports me very little.  She is never happy for me about the things that make me happy - for one, going back to college.  I would have liked her to be excited for me, maybe even proud of me.  Do you think in the bazillion times per day she would even ASK what courses I am taking?  Nope.  The two times I brought it up she changes the subject.  I guess if it doesn’t involve her, her controlling mother, her emotional affair she is having with an abusive alcoholic, or any of the other crazies in her life … she’s not interested.

The problem is we are growing apart.  My life is healthier, more normal, still a WIP but getting there.  Hers is not.  I encourage her, I always listen to her, was supportive and enthusiastic about her going to therapy.  Apparently none of this matters.

Life happens, I guess.

Okay, back to work.  HUGS!